Noah looked at Fenric, then at Damar. He was fuming, but he knew I was right. He hated it, but he didn't have a better plan.
This was actually one of those times Noah loses his cool guy character and falls into a depressed state.
The last time I saw him like this was during my labor. He completely lost his cool and his mind.
And now too.
He's worried for me, I know, and I'm trying hard to consider not doing anything dangerous. The last thing I want is to take my cubs into a dangerous place, after all.
But there was no stopping his anxiety.
"Fenric," I called, turning to him. "Are you okay with this?"
Fenric nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, Arinya. As long as Damar goes with, you, I'm not worried." He literally laughed as he added, "He'll kill anything that breathes the wrong way near you."
Yeah, and he was a really good swimmer too. He was the best option to go with me on this scouting mission.
